"Pfft!"
Blood sprayed as an arm flew free.
King Jialuo's eyes widened as he let out a pained scream.
Perhaps because the system's Poisonous Milk had taken effect, he had not kicked the bucket; only his right hand had been severed.
However.
The Xuanyuan Divine Sword was truly powerful.
With one sudden flash, it had heavily wounded King Jialuo.
One had to know that this was one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons under the Demon Emperor, stronger even than Jian Guixu, a legendary figure of his generation.
"Senior Gu."
Standing behind King Jialuo, Jun Changxiao lowered his head to look at the Xuanyuan Divine Sword and said softly, "This junior finally understands why they were willing to use every last ounce of their power to put you to death."
"Why?" the system asked.
"Because..."
Jun Changxiao said, "This sword, this Sword Intent, is the nemesis of evil demons and Outer Dao!"
The moment it severed King Jialuo's arm, the utterly pure and utterly yang Heavenly Gang Sword Intent ignored the towering Demonic Energy and ignored his formidable fleshly defenses. It sliced through him as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
It was powerful. It felt fantastic.
"Senior Gu!"
Jun Changxiao gripped the Xuanyuan Divine Sword tightly and said solemnly, "I have inherited your will. I shall surely slaughter every demon and evil in this world!"
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
Even more intense Heavenly Gang Sword Intent spread out, gradually taking the shape of a human figure that stood behind him in a towering, majestic posture.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
Space trembled faintly, as though it were cheering for him.
Inside the cockpit, Jian Guixu saw the faint, looming silhouette. His withered hands began to tremble involuntarily, his eyes gradually moistened, and tears streamed down his aged face as he said, "Senior... Gu!"
That was